Sharks need love too (not all bite)

[Meredith]

And…he cancelled. And…I ate him. Not really…but he perceived it that way.

I should have known he was being nice to me for some reason…and this was the reason.

He cancelled because he promised his guy friend, J, that he would go see a movie with him last week. Which, naturally, overrules the promise he mad to me last night. So, he drops that and I did my best to ACT AS IF I wasn’t pissed. I was pissed, I was very pissed. Only because I had rearranged my whole goddamn schedule this week for this stupid plan and to pick his (note, HIS) dad from the airport on Friday. It is probably easier if I just post the conversation…

Bob was in the bathroom, he missed this one.

H: HI sweetie!
M: (weakly, from stomach pains) Hey.
H: I made a mistake
M: (really? That only makes…let’s see…4,852,743) With what?
H: Tonight.
M: (why of course you did – you were nice, big mistake there) Oh?
H: Yeah. I promised J I’d go to the movies with him.
M: Mmmm.
H: I’m going to try and cancel.
M: Don’t bother, just go
H: No, really it is fine.
M: No, really, it isn’t. Because if you were just going to cancel your plans you wouldn’t have called and informed me of that. I don’t care, I’m not mad, just go ahead and go.
H: Well…no, I just didn’t want to drop the news on you.
M: (what exactly do you think you just did?) Don’t worry about it; I’m sure you want to see the movie, just go.
H: there is more
M: (isn’t there always?) Okay, hit me.
H: You need to keep S on Thursday night
M: I have plans
H: Oh.
M: Forget it, I’ll cancel…
H: No, I’ll have my mom drop him off with you Friday morning.
M: H, I’d rather cancel my plans. It’s no biggie.
H: You sound angry.
M: I’ve had a long day, I don’t feel well, I am disappointed and tired, but not angry.
H: Oh.
M: I have someone at my door (hello imaginary guy at my door) I have to go.
H: I’ll call J
M: H! Just go…See you Saturday.
H: Meri, please don’t….
M: (exasperated) don’t what?? H, I am not mad, I swear to God I am not mad…I’m tired is all…
H: oh.
M: (there are more oh’s in this damn conversation than in an economy size box of cheerios) So, I will talk to you later.
H: I’ll call you right back after I talk to J.
M: H! GO TO THE MOVIE.
H: ILY
M: ILY too (bastard).

The end! This, boys and girls, is why you always bring Bob Barker with you….